Shortly after that, a carriage from the Elbaite Palace came to pick Connie up.
Connie bowed her head in dejection as she curled up in the corner of the luxurious carriage with a long pile carpet. It seems that she has become self-loathing right now. When she put her crossed hands against her eyes and looked down, Connie and Scarlett started talking random nonsense to each other. When she looked able to answer appropriately, she was asked again.
ăHey, Connieă
[What is it nowâŠ]
ăDo you know if Jackalâs paradise is banned now?ă
[In the first place, I donât even know anything about Jackalâs paradiseâŠ]
ăItâs a kind of hallucinogen. It was very popular because it was said that it can make you feel like you are in heaven with only a few side effects.ă
Connie blinked and suddenly raised her head.
[ââââCurrently, the use of hallucinogens is completely prohibited. So thereâs no way I would use it, ever]
Connie firmly insisted on this delinquent woman, whose appearance alone is of the finest quality. Scarletâs fresh lips crooked sharply.
ăOh, boring.ă
[ScarletâŠâŠ!]
ăBecause it was legal in my time. I think everyone was using it back then. But I was physically ill-fitted with it. I just canât stand the sweet smell of boiled honey from that flower. Ah, thatâs right, speaking of Jackalâs paradiseââââă
As if interrupting Scarletâs words, the wheels suddenly stopped moving. The horse neighed cheerfully. A short time later, a passing coachmanâs voice announced their arrival at the Palace.
For some reason, Connie felt a strange tingle in her body when meeting Randolph again after a long time.
[Oh, umâŠ! Thank you for the other dayâŠ!]
Hearing that stutter from Connie, Randolph tilted his head blankly.
[What for?]
âââConnieâs eyes widened for a moment at this exchange, which had already happened several times, and then she smiled wryly. As she did, the thread of tension unravelled. Connie said while loosening her lips.
[The inquest. I heard from Duchess OâBrian that Your Excellency requested her to help me.]
[Ah, thatâs right. Deborah Dalkian is the type who laughs and insists that white is black if it suits her. Sheâs not someone that can be dealt with through rationale. To deal with her, the same amount of authority must be used. It just so happens that Abigail has a faction that is on par with Deborah. Itâs good to take care of you.]
Then, he cast his gaze at Connie.
[Abby actually resembles you a bit, doesnât she?]
Randolphâs face was as expressionless as usual, but thereâs something about his deep blue eyes that made Connie feel like he was teasing herâââor so she thought.
[Resemble�]
There is no way she can fight Deborah Dalkian like Abigail did, even if she had to do everything until sheâs upside down, right? So which part makes Connie and Abigail resemble each other? While Connie was tilting her head in confusion, Scarlett opened her mouth as if she didnât care.
ăHe is as dour as ever, isnât he?ă
Connie just didnât understand.
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When Connie was walking with Randolph through a symmetrical maze-like garden centred on a fountain in order to head for the Erbaite Palace, she heard something that sounded like an angry voice coming from somewhere.
When she turned her head in the direction of the voice, she saw a nervous-looking middle-aged man about a block away, questioning young people about the age of his son in a strong tone. Connie couldnât hear the content of the conversation, but the people who were being reprimanded were all pitifully pale.
[Isnât thatâŠSenior Diplomat Levine?]
Randolph muttered, so Connie looked up to him so that he would explain.
[Kendall Levine. An envoy from Faris. And others seem to be his subordinates. Iâve seen them around.]
âI see,â Connie nodded. It must be the person Enrique was angry with at the Elbaid Palace the other day. If she remembered correctly, the arrival on the other side was delayed or something. They appear to have safely arrived in the palace now.
Kendall Levine noticed the pair when Connie was wondering if it would be a good idea to say hello. Pale auburn eyes, pale grey hairââââAnd, unfortunately, his hairline has receded quite a bit.
When he noticed Connieâs gaze, he quickly hid his voice. After that, he gave a signal to his subordinates with his chin to move to the other side of the green grass fence, avoiding the eyes of onlookers.
âââwhat?
ăOh, itâs been a long time.ă
Scarlet let out a slurred voice.
ăSneaky, sneaky, hiding or something. Wonder what you are talking aboutâââ Iâll be there for a whileă
[Eh!? Hey, stop ScarlettâŠ!]
Of course, there was no way that Constance could stop her, as Scarlet flew up and disappeared beyond the fence. Connie could only drop her head.
[What happened?]
Randolph, who was watching the situation, tilted his head suspiciously.
[No, umm, Scarlettââ]
Connie put her hand on her forehead as she spoke but suddenly stopped. She already told His Excellency Grim Reaper about Scarlet. However.
âââdid he actually believe her?
She fearfully looked up at his face, wondering what to do if those deep blue eyes showed a hint of ridicule or suspicion. But there were only eyes that looked like the same blue sky without a single cloud in sight.
[What happened to Scarlet Castiel?]
Connie blinked her eyes involuntarily.
[UmâŠshe went to eavesdrop on what diplomat Levine is talking aboutâŠ]
âAh,â Randolph nodded.
[Thatâs a good idea.]
Connie stared absent-mindedly as he said that as if nothing had happened and shifted his gaze to the envoys.
[âŠMiss Grail?]
[Ah, noâŠ]
Perhaps she had a terribly stupid expression on her face. Randolph looked at Connie curiously. Somehow, it made her feel terribly restless.
===== âââ
ăIt looks like one of their fellows is missing.ă
When Scarlet came back, she looked as if their conversation wasnât what she expected.
ăI believe the missing person is called Ulysses. It appears that his disappearance is causing trouble for them. I donât know who he is, but this man seems to be a nuisance.ă
Then, she shrugged her shoulders as if she had lost interest.
[Did you learn something?]
Probably guessing that Scarlet had returned judging from Connieâs attitude, Randolph asked. Connie explained what she just heard.
[Of the group that came with diplomat Levine, it seems that someone named Ulysses has gone missingâââ]
Hearing that, Randolphâs eyebrows jumped up.
[Ulysses?]
[Do you know him?]
[I donât, and I didnât know if heâs in Adelbaid, butâââ]
His deep blue eyes wavered as if he was pondering something.
[âŠ..If that old man was so angry just because they lost track of this person, then it can only be one possibility.]
While saying that, he cast a stern gaze in their earlier direction.
[Ulysses Faris.âââThe Seventh Prince of Faris.]